Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Summer is waiting at stage right...

I just read this, and loved it.
Walk in the rain, jump in mud puddles, collect rocks, rainbows and roses, smell flowers, blow bubbles, stop along the way, build sandcastles, say hello to everyone, go barefoot, go on adventures, act silly, fly kites, have a merry heart, talk with animals, sing in the shower, read childrens’ books, take bubble baths, get new sneakers, hold hands and hug and kiss, dance, laugh and cry for the health of it, wonder and wander around, feel happy and precious and innocent, feel scared, feel sad, feel mad, give up worry and guilt and shame, say yes, say no, say the magic words, ask lots of questions, ride bicycles, draw and paint, see things differently, fall down and get up again, look at the sky, watch the sun rise and sun set, watch clouds and name their shapes, watch the moon and stars come out, trust the universe, stay up late, climb trees, daydream, do nothing and do it very well, learn new stuff, be excited about everything, be a clown, enjoy having a body, listen to music, find out how things work, make up new rules, tell stories, save the world, make friends with the other kids on the block, and do anything else that brings more happiness, celebration, health, love, joy, creativity, pleasure, abundance, grace, self-esteem, courage, balance, spontaneity, passion, beauty, peace, relaxation, communication and life energy to…all living beings on this planet.” - Bruce Williamson, “It’s Never Too Late To Have A Happy Childhood”, 1987
I have about nine days to wait until I can give summer, together with all its sunburns and melted ice cream cones, a giant bear hug. And after that hug, I will look up at that summer-bear, and say “… what have I gotten myself into?”
It’s like this summer is a snow globe that just got shook up, so there’s still glitter flying around everywhere. It’s floating and drifting and spinning its way through the liquid, taking its sweet time to settle and show what the snow globe holds.
But hey, this summer’s GOT to be golden, because there’s glitter involved.

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